Quotes About Loss

El dolor del duelo no es el dolor de perder, sino dolor de reencontrar lo que se perdió sabiéndolo uno irremediablemente perdido".

Comprendí, mi cuerpo comprendió, que nunca perderé todo y que si gano, no ganaré nunca sin perder".

This is your fault. I'm going to kill you. And all the cake is gone. You don't even care, do you?

We can ask and ask but we can't have again what once seemed ours for ever - the way things looked, that church alone in the fields, a bed on a belfry floor, a remembered voice, the touche of a hand, a loved face. They've gone and you can only wait for the pain to pass.

And, at such a time, for a few of us there will always be a tugging at the heart—knowing a precious moment had gone and we not there. We can ask and ask but we can't have again what once seemed ours for ever—the way things looked, that church alone in the fields, a bed on belfry floor, a remembered voice, a loved face. They've gone and you can only wait for the pain to pass.

And, at such a time, for a few of us there will always be a tugging at the heart—knowing a precious moment had gone and we not there.

Ils s'en vont, ils emportent ta naissance, ton nom et ton enfance, les secrets, les rires les chansons qui grésillent sur les postes de radio, l'odeur du café et de la coriandre, l'odeur des marchés et des chèvres, l'odeur de la vie. Ils s'en vont, ils te quittent.»

Time is a thief, but he's not subtle. He's a thug. And youth is a little old lady walking through the park with a pocketbook full of cash. You want to avoid being like youth? You want to keep time from robbing you? Hold on for dear life, boys. When time tries to snatch something from you, just grab tighter. Don't let go. That's what memory is. Not letting go.

It cost me everything, absolutely everything, but maybe it's not love if it doesn't cost us everything.

You never knew the last time you were seeing someone. You didn't know when the last argument happened, or the last time you had sex, or the last time you looked into their eyes and thanked God they were in your life. After they were gone? That was all you thought about. Day and night.

You never knew the last time you were seeing someone. You didn't know when the last argument happened, or the last time you had sex, or the last time you looked into their eyes and thanked God they were in your life. After they were gone? That was all you thought about. Day and night.

This gambling habit is the curse of a thief's life.

They love us, heal us, teach us, make us laugh and sometimes break our hearts with their passing.

Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

True friendship is like sound health; the value of it is seldom known until it is lost. Charles Caleb Colton

While we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil. -John Taylor

I wish it were so simple. But grieving souls do not heal easily.

Interrupted by blood, bile, and sticky white slivers of bone and brain were the words Pamwe Chete; the gift from Rich Hastings had taken another soul.

The worst thing that can happen to you in the markets is being right and still losing money. That's the danger in buying on rallies and selling on breaks these days.

Place your stops at a point that, if reached, will reasonably indicate that the trade is wrong, not at a point determined primarily by the maximum dollar amount you are willing to lose per contract. If the meaningful stop point implies an uncomfortably large loss per contract, trade a smaller number of contracts.

I was grieving the way the earth seems to grieve for spring in the dead of winter, but I wasn't afraid, because nothing, I told myself, can take our halcyon days away.

He turned to pull the door closed and the warm air from the hall rushed through the narrow opening again. As he saw the yellow paper, the pencil flying, scooped off the desk and, unimpeded by the glassless window, sail out into the night and out of his life, Tom Benecke burst into laughter and then closed the door behind him.

When I was first getting to know her we were in a viewing room at the funeral parlor looking at a new line of cigar-shaped caskets that were called "Time Capsules of the Future.